tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38725822012-01-31T02:55:47.387-05:00Poetry, Music, Culture, and TeachingPatrickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06866556706330750740noreply@blogger.comBlogger4221100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3872582.post-49291325960081445832011-02-17T10:00:00.005-05:002011-02-17T16:02:24.921-05:00

I'd like to consider here how Tony Hoagland’s poem, “The Change”, is written in second person. The poem is, in fact, a poem of address. The “you” seems to be a companion, a buddy. And on first meeting, this companion is subsumed into the identity of the speaker: We were just walking past the loungeand got sucked in by the screen above the bar,and pretty soonwe started to care about who wonAt

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Aracelis Girmay and I are giving a free workshop through the Caspersen School of Graduate Studies at Drew University. We both serve on the MFA faculty there. Here is a news release. For more information or to reserve a seat, please call the Office of Graduate Admissions at 973/408-3110.

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Manny Pacquiao dominated Joshua Clottey in a unanimous decision to retain his welterweight title last night at Cowboy Stadium. The fight’s sequence of action was almost an exact reverse of Pacquiao’s fight last November against Miguel Cotto, when the Filipino stopped the bigger fighter in the twelfth round. That fight saw the boxers engage early on, only to have Cotto shift to defensive mode for

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I've got a few poems over at The Collagist.

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By now, many people know Lucille Clifton has died. I got the news by text. I'm sure it fired across facebook and twitter too. Strange elegy, that kind of electricity. I passed the message along to a couple poet friends too, who hadn't yet heard. If you can get, as William Carlos Williams said, news from poems, then Clifton's kind of news is celebration, good news -- gospel, one might say. It is

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Open Mic at the Asian American Writers Workshop Tonight

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I've started drawing, a real new excursion, but good fun. I started drawing b-boys on inkjet paper a couple weeks ago. I got a text from my brother that Pearl Fine Art is having (further) financial problems and a huge sale, so I went down to Canal St. and bought a couple drawing pads. It's a great exercise for writing, sort of reminds the mind where to be when composing. I know I'm drawing a

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BENEFIT HAITICOME HEAR 20 POETS READ& benefit relief efforts in HaitiLinda Baldanzi, Cornelius Eady, Kathy Engel,Monica A. Hand, Jessie Montilla,Kimberley Rogers, Patrick Rosal,Marta Lucia Vargas , Jean Valentine,Lisa Wujnovich & more. . .Admission $5 - $10JANUARY 27, 2010 / 6:30 PMCAVE CANEM FOUNDATIONA HOME FOR BLACK POETRY20 JAY STREET SUITE 310-ABROOKLYN, NEW YORK11201 /

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In the Title field for this post, I accidentally entered, "Don Belton, morned", and if there is anyone who can be morned as well as mourned, it's Don. This is a confounding and brutal ending to a good man and a fine teacher. I'll miss him. There's a fantastic summary of his career here.

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Charges continue from Floyd Mayweather Junior’s camp that Manny Pacquiao has achieved his ring success as a result of using illegal performance-enhancing drugs. Golden Boy Promotions CEO Richard Schaefer, who is representing Mayweather, has demanded that the fighters be subjected to Olympic style testing by the United States Anti-Doping Agency. The USADA should act according to statements in its

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I review The Long Startle by my friend Joel Toledo at Galatea Resurrects.

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This is the closest I'll ever become to being a CK model.

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TERRANOVA COLLECTIVEPRESENTSSUBTERRANEANLPFUNKhttp://www.lpfunkrocks.com/MARTIN DOCKERYhttp://web.me.com/martindockery/Martins_Site/Welcome.htmlPATRICK ROSALhttp://kutibeng.blogspot.com/Thursday, December 3, 200910:00pm$10.00 Entry + 1 Drink MinimumD-Lounge 101 East 15th Streetbeneath the Daryl Roth TheatreJust off Union Square TERRANOVA COLLECTIVETO PURCHASE TICKETS VISIThttp://www.smarttix.com/

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How to Ignore the First Lesson in Boxing—and Make HistoryBefore he's even allowed to throw a punch, the first thing a fighter learns is how to stand. Manny Pacquiao ditched the first lesson of the ring last night and won his bid to make history, becoming the first boxer to win a seventh title in as many weight classes. He defeated Miguel Cotto with a tweflth-round TKO.Though Cotto won a fairly

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Manny Pacquiao—OFW of the CenturyIn less than thirty-six hours, Manny Pacquiao will try to make boxing history by being the first fighter to win seven titles in as many weight classes. He'll brawl against the tough, natural welterweight Miguel Cotto of Puerto Rico. The General Santos native started his boxing career at the 106-lbs. weight class and, tomorrow, will be fighting at 143 lbs. After

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I often ask my students how often they read poems aloud -- their own, of course, but also poems in general, for class, for pleasure, for various late-night interludes. The ear is remarkably instructive. I was part of a great little project to put Walt Whitman in the air; six of us, very different voices, each separately recorded the entire 1855 version of "Song of Myself". I think my studio

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I'm giving a talk on the "Subjective Reality of Creative Non-Fiction" at De La Salle Lipa on Sept. 24. Details on that to come. Soon after, I'm appearing at Cafe Scientifique in Makati. Please come, if you can.

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My dear friend, Aimee, and I have poems in the current American Poetry Review.

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Please consider attending this event to support SLE Lupus who is sponsoring Melissa's run in the NYC marathon. From Melissa Piano: Dear friend, This year, I will be participating in the ING New York City Marathon as a member of Team Life Without Lupus. By joining the team, I pledged to raise funds for the S.L.E. Lupus Foundation. Being a part of Team Life Without Lupus is truly special to me.

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I could hear the drums, unamplified, from outside. I wasn't even sure it was coming from the coliseum because I had just gotten off the LRT and thought I couldn't be close enough for the crowd to be that loud. If you're Filipino, think ati-atihan, if Caribbean, think Carnival, if American, think Final Four. And the stadium, hardly full, was half bouncing in red for University of the East, the

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The Nat'l Book Foundation is celebrating sixty years of the National Book Awards with a book-a-day blog. I'm contributing a few entries, starting with one about Ralph Ellison's Invisible Man on July 10. The blog-a-day kicks off today with Nelson Algren's The Man With the Golden Arm.

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Timothy Braun, a playwright I met in Austin, asked me five questions at Culturebot.

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Strangers from a Different a Shore was an important book for many people. It bolted the discourse about race in America and immigration into a wider world. According to a posting on UC Berkeley news, Ronald Takaki, has passed away.

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A note from Delana Dameron about her book launch this Sunday. Hope to see you there... Dear Friends --I hope you'll join me this coming Sunday to celebrate my first book, "How God Ends Us". I expecting it to be a time of gathering & sharing & hugs & libations & of course, poetry!There will be books for sale if you haven't gotten your copy already. And poets Roger Bonair Agard, Rachel Eliza

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Brooklyn Summer Creative Writing WorkshopAs the city heats up, get your creative sparks flying with this fun & inspiring writing workshop!Tuesdays, 2-4PMJune 9th-July 28th (8 weeks)$250www.wonderinghome.comOpen to writers of all levels and genres.Workshops take place at NY Writers Coalition's offices in Fort Greene, Brooklyn 80 Hanson Place. Led by poet and experienced workshop facilitator Tamiko

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After being handily pummeled by Manny Pacquiao, David Díaz proclaimed like one who was religioiusly converted, "The fucker was fast... fast." Pac-man's hand speed in his last three fights has been phenomenal. And though he's always had exceptional quickness, he's improved steadily of over the last few years as he's continued to face the top competition in his respective weight classes. But when

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The Guardian makes the claim that "there can be no denying Hatton's hard-drinking lifestyle played a part." Hatton didn't beat himself. He got whooped. End of script.

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Starting June 20, for four months, I'll be in the Philippines on a Fulbright. I'll be affiliated with Ateneo de Manila in Quezon City, but I'm sure I'll make my way elsewhere, Ilocos for sure, but also to other parts of the PI I've never seen. Grateful, simply.

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Asian American Writers Workshop presentsFrom Jose Rizal to Jose VillaAn Introduction to Philippine Literary GreatsMonday, April 27, 20097:00 PM to 9:00 PMThe Workshop16 W 32nd StNew York, NY 10001btwn Broadway and 5th Ave, 10th FloorJoin us for a special reception in celebration of two heroes ofPhilippine literature and of the Philippine-American heritage andexperience, and for a lively

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Poet's Obligation by Pablo Neruda. Have a good day y'all.Alistair Reid TranslationMy translation: Obligation of the PoetTo whoever isn’t listening to the sea this Fridaymorning, to whoever is shuttered upinside some house, office, factory or woman, or street or mine or arid prison block: I come to him and without speaking or seeingI arrive and open the door to his cellwhere an endlessness is

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Adrienne Rich, Suzanne Gardinier, and others directed me toward social justice in poetry in the toughest ways. Given the current headlines, I'm reminded of them and need to go back to these poems. The most powerful model for me was June Jordan, who made me consider for the first time the way love, no matter how complex, might manifest itself in a time of war. The following is from her collection

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I got to go to South Africa a couple months ago not so much on a fluke, but because Adrian Mitchell was sick and they needed another poet to fill his slot. The organizers of the Urban Voices Festival in South Africa, through Roger Bonair-Agard, contacted me.Adrian passed away a couple days ago in the UK.During Urban Voices, Adrian's manager, Paul, was on tour with us supporting another act, the

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We really need to settle this issue, which began with the best way to cut a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, but now, I realize, has implications for something as critical as the serving of a grilled cheese. The proper way to cut these sandwiches is...DIAGONALLY! Corner to corner! Into two triangles!You get the most non-crust surface area along the hypotenuse side of the newly created triangle.

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I interviewed my good friend Manny Martinez for Acentos online here.

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First Tuesdays Open ReadingsDo you have poetry to share? Do you love hearing great poetry? We meet every first Tuesday of the month at Terraza Cafe in Jackson Heights, Queens. All ages and levels, from beginner to published, are welcome to read!Come at 6.30 to sign up for a spot. Readings start at 7 PM and go until everyone has read.There is a suggested donation of $5.When: Our next open reading

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BorderSenses is actively seeking submissions for Volume 15, a themedissue on double identity. We are seeking works in poetry, fiction,nonfiction, in both Spanish and English languages, as well asphotography and artwork. We also consider translations, provided allrights and permissions have been granted.The chimera, a mythological fire-breathing animal composed of multipleparts, is said to have

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I voted. And so should you.

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I've got a guest post on Robert Hayden over at Lemon Hound.

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I've been in South Africa for the last week or so. An amazing trip. Here are pics: Joburg, Durban, Cape Town.

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"You can't go into the dark alone.""All my animals are ready to dance with you." "That's not my song. That's my word."Yes it is, Bean. Yes it is.

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Many people are grieving the loss of poet Reginald Shepherd, who, I understand, was fighting cancer. I didn't know his poems very well, still don't, but his work that has been sent around email cyphers, network communities, and listserves has moved me. The following is an excerpt from the title poem of Robert Hayden's 1970 collection Words in the Mourning Time: Know that love has chosen youto

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I've set a nearly impossible challenge for myself by trying to translate William Carlos Williams into Spanish. The obvious difficulty is communicating in translation his mastery of colloquial and idiomatic English. My Spanish is much too stilted and bookish to be able to do that.The other, more subtle poetic quality that seems most difficult, partially because of my own linguistic limits, is the

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Watch this...Prince and Chaka Khan

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This is from Ishle. Please come through... hey beautiful souls!hope you are well & having a lovely summer.if you're free, would love to see you this night ~it's my last summer in new york ~~a going away party of sorts.also a night to mark a sacred date,8*8*8, with a love prayer.bring your goodvibes, leave your shoes at the door ~we're gonna have a chill summer~night hangout.peace & love

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Concepcion fought on the undercard to Cotto v. Margarito last night (I heard it was a very good action fight with Margarito winning). I just started hearing about the Rizal native recently -- good body puncher with an overhand right he likes to use as a counter. He beat Carrera in the third round. Concepcion may be one to watch.

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The official battle was pretty dope, but the beef battles between rounds were much more live. Though I have to say Kid Slide said to the kid wearing the SF hat, "Stop watching videos". They didn't keep it exactly on the floor, but it was funny when they were cuttin each other in the air too.

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I'm definitely checking out the b-boy/b-boy girl battle at the w 4th st. courts tomorrow...BACKSPIN PRODUCTIONS is proudto present..ROCKSTEADY CREW 31STAnniversaryJULY 24th - 27th 2008..Thursday, July 24Location: The Cage -West 3rd Street & 6th Avenue (New York, NY)- Celebrity Benefit Basketball ChallengeCome watch members of the Hip-Hop and Filmcommunity compete for bragging rights.- Against The

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1) Jill Scott's "Golden"2) Bill Withers "Lovely Day"3) Beny Moré, "Cómo fue?"4) Caetano Veloso, "Mimar Voce"5) Sam Cooke, "Bring It On Home"Trust me. You won't be disappointed.

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Manny dominated every round, drawing blood as early as the second round and continuing to lacerate his opponent, David Diaz, until the Filipino challenger knocked out the Chicago fighter in the ninth round. Many people have said that Manny is a natural fighter at 135, which looked very much the case tonight, as he apparently lost no speed, landing thrumming combinations with trademark sting. In

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So I'm using the Alesis Multimix 8 (USB) and M1 Active 320 USB Speakers. Here's my problem: Both of them show up with the same exact Codec name in my Mac's Sound preferences (as well as Garageband). In a what I think is a related issue, in Cakewalk LE, only the M1s are recognized as VST Inputs, not the Multimix. Ideally, I'd like to be able to rename one or both so I can distinguish between the

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And we sing and my niece is collecting leaves in my dad's front yard and asking me to sing a song about the dog that's there and the one that's not. She asks what kind of songs I sing and what's the names of the songs. And then we have this exchange: Me: But, Bean, what is the grass? Bean: Huh? Me: What is the grass? Bean: A pusa. It says meow. Me: So what is the grass? Bean: A dog. Me: What else

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I aspire to write a love poem with this kind of swoon factor. "...tu risa como manantial regó mi vida de inquietud..."

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My friend Caroling Lee has been kind enough to host several meals this week. We collaborated with David Wright on some smashing spaghetti and meatballs on Sunday, followed by a long-promised chicken adobo evening by me (with a mango salad concoction -- red onions, ginger, basil, white vinegar, and just a touch of patis), and with a whole leftover uncooked chicken, our kind friend Heera Kang made

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I was grading portfolios this fine (muggy) afternoon in Texas when I went over to switch the fan on. Off to the corner, in a bowl on the floor (to collect water that leaks from the washing machine upstairs), I saw... a lizard! An ornate tree lizard, to be exact. I watched it for a while and was surprised when it simply blinked and didn't move much at all. So I took a few shots (I don't have a

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I went with a couple friends to the Blanton last night, as the museum has been hosting a periodic event called, regrettably, "B Scene". The event, featuring new works of art, hors d'oeuvres, and a "DJ" sounded promising. We walked in on what passed to most as a performance piece. On a pedestal was a garbage bag and a person inside it, moving to, well, music that sounded like slow techno. That was

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Last week I sat in a studio on the UT campus for about four hours. The project: to read "Song of Myself" in its entirety -- basically straight through. The recording is one of six (a couple by actors, one by a grad student, one by another poet here at UT, and I can't recall the sixth). The audio will be archived online with the text, so, as I understand it, you'll have the ability to click on any

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One of the funnest and most joyful readings I've behttp://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gifen a part of ever is now available as streaming audio at the Indiana Review's blog. It features Aracelis Girmay, Tyehimba Jess, Aimee Nezhukumatathil, and myself with intros by Cathy Bowman, Abdel Shakur, and Ross Gay. We were also part of a remarkable panel discussion on the funk aesthetic at Indiana

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Knocked this out in a couple hours, using one of the built-in loops. Sugarstick Jam.mp3

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So I wanted to see what garage band's sequencer and built in sounds could do. it's limited, but there's stuff. Rooftop Jam.mp3

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Best film I saw was "Matador" about El Fandi's bid for 100 corridas in one season. Pics from the ongoing music festival here.

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Not for nothin', but every time I try to say "a bientot" in French, I sound like I'm saying "a viento" in Spanish.

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I went to the Alamo Drafthouse last night to watch the Clinton-Obama debate. I could blog about the experience of watching CNN on a movie screen at the Alamo and the live donkey in front with a tshirt "Obama '08" on one side and "Clinton '08" on the other. Someone stuck an Obama bumper sticker on the ass's ass. But there's something else. Something happened to me last night that has never

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We shouldn't be so ashamed of joy or the anticipation of it. At the last of a number of events in Asheville, a reading at Malaprops bookstore, Ross Gay and I, at the audience's raucous behest, did one encore poem each. I will not say it was because Ross and I are good friends or that we both read that night with everything we had, or that the stars aligned right. These conditions have been

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Have you ever wondered why the black key between D and E on the keyboard (i.e. D# and Eb) has two different names, i.e. they are enharmonic? Well, my friends, it all has to do with partials and vibrations and leading notes and our notions of euphony and dissonance. It's well known (I think) among music historians and piano tuners that the keyboard used to have split keys so D# and Eb could be

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Rich Villar posted Shannon's original video for "Let the Music Play" and sent me a live performance of TKA at L'Amour in Staten Island. Wow. The early freestyle, like Shannon, Jenny Burton ("Remember What You Like"), Loleatta Holloway ("Crash Goes Love"), Freez and John Rocca wasn't called "freestyle" yet. Those of us who wouldn't abandon b-boying were still breaking, popping, and battling to

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I can't believe Oliver Cheatham is going to be 60 years old next year. (How old is Ne-yo?)I could be mistaken, but I think he's rocking a Rocawear visor. Reppin oldskool/newskool X-Roads.

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Walked to the store to buy eggs, tea, honey, and hot sauce. Cooked home fries, eggs (over easy) and black beans. Prayed over my food. Washed dishes. Sat in the doorway in my socks, read Neruda, translated a fragment or two, contemplated last night's rain, greeted a gecko on my sill and some heftily armored bug. Tried to recall what Rahway smells like in spring. Put on some Alice Coltrane then

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How happy was I to find a concordance to Neruda's poems and that, according to this site, my last name, Rosal (but rosal in the poems) appears 23 times in his poetry. Neruda's RosalMy colleague, Jennifer, introduced me to sonnet LXIX which has the image "ráfaga de rosal". Here's my attempt at a translation: Sonnet LXIXPerhaps not-being is to be without you being, without you going about snipping

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After I jam a song out on the guitar, Aiza G: "AND you're good at math!"Regarding various mendicants along Guadalupe in Austin, Julie M: "They're very organized, those anarchists."

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Patricia Fillingham managed to stay below the radar of various poetry scenes for a while, but she was beloved by many, especially in Northern New Jersey, for many years and several generations. I knew her as the Publisher of Warthog Press. Patricia was there at one of my first (perhaps very first) poetry open mics. It was at the Metuchen Library (Jimmy Santiago baca was featured) and she

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I was blessed with two ziplock bags of spicy cabbage kimchi (my mouth is watering as I write this.) My groceries were running low BUT I made this...vegetable brothwatersaltpeppercurryginger powderlots of sliced mushroomsudon noodleskimchiI'd give you directions, but I just tossed the stuff in and made a soup. I have no idea how much of each. Everything is to taste. SO good.

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Ross Gay is the author of the highly regarded poetry collection, AGAINST WHICH. His poems have appeared in APR, Harvard Review, Columbia, Margie, and elsewhere. He's a sometime demolition man, basketball coach, and kettlebell practitioner. He holds a PhD in American Lit from Temple University and an MFA from Sarah Lawrence College. He is an Assistant Professor of Creative Writing at Indiana

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My brother re-designed my website (something it needed--badly--after I tried my hand at--ahem--design). Remi picked the color scheme.

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I haven't written music seriously for a long time, but I've just picked up a Yamaha Clavinova to bang on in my living room. The piece that's linked below is completely improvised. I mean, I just started improvising off a descending walking line (a la Monk, hence the title) and played on top of it. If you asked me to, I couldn't play it again. It's been a couple years since I played piano

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"Was we always fat and full of shit?" -- Amiri Baraka One of the most poignant moments (of many) in Spike Lee's requiem documentary about Katrina was the conversation with the boy who left his horn behind to escape the flood. He says, "I'm a musician. I play trumpet." (Does he say that? Or am I imagining that?) He must be eight years old or so. When they ask him where he thinks his trumpet is now

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even if the walls ivy, the hustle's deep. "somehow the rap game remind me of the..." -- you - know - who

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Me: When I say fast you say--Bean: Slow. Me: When I say big you say--Bean: Small. Me: When I say moon you say--Bean: No moon. No moon. That's brilliant.

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Back in the 908 for Thanksgiving, I turn to my sister-in-law opening a new package of ziplock containers and I say, "Dat was a good idea you buyin' dem tings." Jersey. Straight up. The 't' in 'tings' isn't exactly a 't' mind you, but a hybrid of a 't' and a 'd' -- a feathered 't' I guess it's called. Other words that evidently give Jerz away: coffee, talk, button, Manhattan, mutton, Sheila,

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1) You're cooking jasmine rice and from the living room you think to yourself, "That has a nice woodsy smell to it" then pull your charred spoon off the burner. 2) You do your laundry at the back door of your upstairs neighbors' apartment (which is where the machines are) and out of the dark she runs up on you to scare the shit out of you -- and does. The lint spilled onto your sweatshirt from

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At the University of Oregon earlier this year, I had conversations with some students there about dancing, what it meant to them, to their parents, to their generation. I thought at the time I might write a kind of memoir about dancing. To this day, I'm not sure why I started to break, why, every Friday afternoon for an hour after class, I still dance, why I can still lose my mind on the dance

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You might want to check out Amanda Johnston's blog: http://www.amandajohnston.blogspot.com/Badass.

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About a year ago, anticipating a year of reading and writing, I picked up Schurmer's meditations on America American Soul. I'm about a third of the way through at the moment (I skipped Richard Rodriguez's forward; I know he's embattled in several circles, but I'm not among those who completely dismiss him). Among his arguments, he discusses the peasant and nomad traditions, particularly in

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Twenty years ago, my homeboys Junji, Jojo, and I could not afford the now legendary Technics 1200 turntables. So we took SLBD1s and the direct drive version of that (can't remember the model), cut a slot into the casing and stuck a slider from a mixer in the slot. We wired the slider to the pitch control -- our own version of 1200s. That was two decades ago when we made our first four-turntable

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"And let no one be fooled by the fact that we may write in English, for we intend to do unheard of things with it." - Chinua Achebe, from HOPES AND IMPEDIMENTS

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My niece, Remi, just phoned to tell me about her first day of school. The call was two minutes and ten seconds long. For this uncle 1800 miles away, absolutely nothing better happened during that time in the itty bitty far away sweetness of the world.

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Some time last spring, I read David Ferry's translations of Horace's epistles, my first experience with them, my first experience really with Horace's work at all. The friends whom I was staying with in San Fran brought me up to Sonoma to do the wine tour. I had, by that time, enough drinking for the week (fitting for an introduction to Horace's Pax-Romana moderation) and wandered off into a

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I once asked Roger Bonair-Agard and Marty McConnell who would be the slam dream team. I don't think they settled on an exact set of poets, but among the names was Beau Sia who came to campus the other night for the Asian Desi Pacific American Collective's "You Bring Out the Asian in Me", essentially a huge welcome event to kickoff the academic year. Beau had the hall (I imagine there were no

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Where I'll be reading in the next 10 months:September 20: Poetry @ MITOctober 16: with Bruce Snider, at UT Austin, Sponsored by Michener CenterOctober 18: with RA Villanueva, Teachers and Writers, NYC November 6: UT Austin, Sponsored by Asian-Am StudiesNovember 15: University of Colorado, BoulderFebruary 27-28: Bates CollegeApril 3: University Illinois, Urbana-Champagne, Carr Reading Series May

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I wish I didn't know Eric Gamalinda personally, then my appraisal of his two books of poems Zero Gravity and, very recently, Amigo Warfare as among the absolute best lyrics this country has seen in contemporary literature -- and likely longer -- could be taken more seriously. Among astounding collections of poetry written by beloved friends, acquaintances, and strange contemporaries in the poetry

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I'm listening to John Coltrane this morning, the first morning, officially, of the semester. The qualities of intelligence, wholeness, and humor, the tensions between plenitude and space are reassuring to me in the way that music can remind one where one comes from, where one abides, where one will always return to. I'm thinking too about Robert Frost, his oft-quoted phrase about poetry (a

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I had a great conversation with Katrina Riehl yesterday (over some excellent servings of Amy's Ice Cream, an Austin institution and located conveniently a half mile away from my place.) I'd revealed my math/computer geek past telling her about how I used to program my own games on a Commodore 64 and even learned a bit of Pascal and assembly language at the age of twelve. This is 1982, perhaps

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"In armies, navies, cities, or families, in nature herself, nothing more relaxes good order than misery."but wanted to append the Jackson Five to this by saying, "Blame it on the boogie."

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Remi in... BALLET class.

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My brother, a couple days ago, sent me a text saying Max Roach died. I have three or four memories from my late teens and early twenties, when I thought (before the limits of my talent proved me otherwise) I might become a serious jazz pianist. One memory is seeing a very, very young Wynton Marsalis on television playing unbelievable runs outside the changes. Another is hearing selections from

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Here, a full day ahead, NJ to Austin in two 13-hour chunks (a stop just east of Nashville in between). I brought few things with me: clothes, books, my computer, my guitar, and my bike, the last of which I've been most excited about since this is a city, from what I understand, where you can bike to most places. The weather hasn't been kind though, as I drove through a heatwave that evidently

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Among others, Bino Realuyo and Rona Luo have encouraged me to start blogging again. Frankly, I'm a little reluctant because I think I've had an incredible year of reading and writing. Rona pointed out that I won't be in NYC at least for the next year (maybe longer) and there are those, incredibly, who want to know what I'm up to. Since the last entry, I've read Horace, Heidegger, and Rilke for

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